Time flies, eh?

When will it mean nothing? The date. 9-8-07. When will it mean nothing to me? Probably never. It's still one of the big highlights of my life.  Others may call it a mistake because it didn't last long. But it was still a beautiful day. One of my fondest memories. 7 years have flown by. It's crazy.
I look back fondly. It's not like he's no longer in my life. He never left it. He's still a good friend and I would never regret our relationship or our short lived marriage. I wish him well. I wish him happiness. I wish him love. I wish him luck with his recent engagement and I hope it works out better than ours did.
To him I say I'm sorry. I'm sorry I do this on the anniversary of our wedding almost every year since. Someday, the date will pass and I won't think about it. The memories are bittersweet, but they don't bring the pain anymore. No regrets, lessons learned and all that.

This song always reminds me. Especially since we married and divorced in the month of September. ".....reflecting now on how things could've been....it was worth it in the end...."